I think it's not just me, but when I hear the word "coronavirus" or any form of it being said, it makes me want to commit not breathing. I actually feel kinda ambivalent with this global pandemic, because I feel like I'm overreacting when I do react, but most of the times I'm underreacting despite I know how serious this Omega Bad Bat Meat Flu is

Idk. Im just rambling. I'm having football-withdrawals and it's causing serious issues with my sanity. I'm legit going crazy because I can't watch 22 adults kicking balls into nets

But on the bright side, we caused a significant drop to CO2 and overall pollution, and never have we done something this effectively, and we did it because we stayed indoors and not fuck with nature

Maybe we are the virus? :thonk:

ok nuff said, have fun


Death's Chosen


[VII.5 - Extra]

||The Fool's King||


Since the last few weeks, Rias had lost her composure way more than her entire life. All over that damned marriage arrangement. Now, she wasn't some pompous prat who blamed it all on her family, because they, too, had no choice in this matter as flat-out rejection would be a massive insult to the Phenex family. She couldn't and didn't want to resort to elder brother either, because favoritism wasn't something a Satan should do. There was a valid reason Sirzechs Lucifer had to ditch the Gremory name.

But nonetheless, it wasn't their family she had problems with. It was their son. Riser. The self-indulgent bastard who thought he could get his hands on anything he wanted. The Rating Game was a last effort by both families so that Rias thought she had a chance in this.

She knew there was none. Nothing. Zero. Zip.

If there was a chance, then she must be blind because Rias could think of nothing in beating that bloody Phenex and his regenerative power, not to mention his full set of servants.

Yet now a possible answer to that lied before her, not to mention willing to become her without needs of anything. This boy didn't ask for her protection; he had Tiamat. Wealth? Perhaps. But at the moment, Hyoudou Issei simply wanted to be a devil just so he could help her.

Granted she wouldn't let him remain as one permanently as she had promised earlier, both to him and herself. Keeping him as her servant would be no doubt a great addition. The boy had potential, and whether he realized it or not, his strength was starting to be noticeable without him showing. An 'aura', as some would say, was starting to be present. It was dim, rather unnoticeable, and had a strange feel to it, foreign, and not that of a devil or angel or the other well-known races, but it was there.

Someone with this insane amount of a growth and potential would attract many attentions from the supernatural. He had little combat experience from what she could tell, but to be able to beat not just one, but two fallen angels was no meager feat for an ordinary human.

However, Rias had nothing to offer him that he couldn't get for himself, and he saw himself as her friend. And for that, she would never attempt to manipulate him into her will.

But now, with his full consent and an extended hand, she still couldn't reach it.

"Why…" Her voice almost broke from the sudden despair. "Why is this…?"

With confusion and loss of hope Rias stared at the Evil Pieces in her hands; the crimson glass chess pieces; the result of Satan Beelzebub's genius transmutation of Agreas Crystal and Demonic Power that allowed the infusion of the soul of a living being and a devil. Not the Rook, not the Bishop, not the remaining Pawns she had, worked. Nothing worked.

"Umm… Senpai?"

"P-please wait a moment…" Rias choked; the misery evident on her face as her blue-green eyes began to gleam with tears. "Let me try one more time... Please wait."

And again, for the third consecutive time, Issei lied down on the couch awkwardly as he watched the same crimson magic circle hovered above his chest along with the weird chess pieces. It entered his chest as if it was phasing through him, but they were all spat out just like the last time.

He felt bad for her. "Rias-senpai…?"

"N-no… stay down. Let me try again-"

She tried. Four times, five, even the tenth. The pieces spewed out of him as though his body rejected it despite the host's willingness.

"Why isn't this working?!" Rias gripped the pieces hard that her hands nearly bled, unable to contain her frustration from exploding.

"Wh-wait Senpai! You'll hurt yourself!" Issei sat up and quickly gripped her wrist, causing her to drop her pieces. Her palms were red from clutching them tightly. Awkwardly feeling as he was, he didn't want her to injure herself. He felt guilty too because he offered his help.

"I don't… I don't understand… Why isn't this working…?

{Of course it doesn't work.} Balthazar scoffed, {She tried to contain both our souls in those things. Your soul alone might work, but not mine. Besides, boy, we're Boss'. How do you serve two masters?}

'But I just wanted to help!'

{You can't help everyone. You can't please everyone. And you shouldn't try to do so.}

'Well she's not just some 'everyone'!'

{To you, perhaps.}

Issei gritted his teeth. "Are there any ways to do it, Senpai? Maybe a contract I can just sign… like a written one so it's a bit official."

"…Devils utilize magic to formally binds anything." Rias stared at the pawns on the floor that disintegrated shortly after. "Contract only applies to Magicians… You can't bring them to a Rating Game. Although there is one other, but it's close to permanent. I won't wish that on you, Hyoudou-kun…"

{Boy, it won't work-}

"Let's do it." Issei remained steadfast, stubbornly avoiding Balthazar's words for once. To which the Void Dragon took no offence to, already expecting as much.

{-welp. Suit yourself.} He had nothing to lose anyway but some time, and the dragon had lived long enough to grow bored of its constant ticking.

Rias' eyes grew wide. "A-are you serious?! Like I said, it's close to permanent! This isn't something neither me or you can undo on a whim! It's virtually a lifetime of devotion, Issei, and to my knowledge, nobody I directly know has ever created one!"

"W-well but-"

"You don't understand, Issei. Nobody has done it. Not since a long, long time ago, before these Evil Pieces were created. It's a heavily one-sided contract, and the servant must abide to their master no matter what. You can't think anything close to a betrayal, or any ill feelings towards your master, otherwise there will be penalties that – that in itself, is hard to determine because it varies from person to person."

That made him thought for a while, but Issei had made his mind. He had told her he was willing to help her, and he didn't want to go back on his words. Not when there was still possibility.

{Hoho, you're testing Death here, boy. Isn't there a proverb saying 'don't test your god'? Gods can be tested and their result will vary, but Death?}

'…Look, I have to try, alright?'

{Don't get me wrong, lad. It's noble of you. But don't you forget who you belong to.}

'I know, I know! But I just want to help! What're my powers for if I can't use it to help people I want to help?'

{Funny of you to think your powers are meant to help, but don't let me stop you, boy. If Death hasn't, then neither will I.}

"Let's do it Senpai." Issei said, resolute. If Death wanted to prevent him, then now would be the time. "I mean… It isn't fair for you to begin with. I-I know it's way more complicated than that, but I still think you should marry who you want to marry, no matter who you are."

"Issei!" Rias raised her voice, her anger apparent. "I know that you wanted to be somebody more than who you are, but I think you yourself is worth more than you think. You're a good man, Issei, and you're still young. Don't give up on your future-"

"I am not giving up, Senpai, I am choosing one." He replied, fully confident with a grin. And Rias wasn't aware of it, but his words made her heart skipped a few beats. "As long as you don't tell me to jump off a cliff, I'll listen. Well, unless I can fly then I'd probably do it…"

A smile at last. A weak one, but a smile nonetheless.

"I don't deserve you."

"W-well… you're a good girl yourself, Senpai. And I think you have this… this 'better' world than mine, and you're pretty too. B-beautiful I mean." And possessed great racks. "I don't know many supernatural yet, but I think I'm down to be your slave."

"I-it's not slave! You're not going to be my slave!" Rias fumed. "Listen, Issei… you won't be able to look at me with impure thoughts, you know…? It'll trigger the curse because servants should remain as servant in this contract. This is why I am personally against it."

"Oh. That is something else." Issei affirmed, as his eyes peered down to her breasts. "…Yeah I don't think I'd be able to hold that thought off unless I'm a monk."

Rias blushed. Any other person and she'd slap them across the room. "See? Do you get it now? It's restrictive nature serves as a reminder that a servant should remain a servant. A testament of their full obedience to their master." She sighed, and sat beside him. "…I appreciate your concern, Issei, I truly do. And I am happy that you're willing to go as far…"

"Wait, wait, I don't mean I don't want to. I'm just saying it'll be a pain to do, but I'll do my best, Senpai."

She sighed.

This amount of trust shouldn't be given so carelessly… what a foolish boy. Rias wouldn't wish anything bad on him, true, but for him to be this stubborn? All just to lend a hand to her? This human boy who lacked self-confidence?

But maybe he was willing to go this far so he could grow that self-confidence. Or maybe he simply was that foolish. Or he was simply a pervert wanting to gain some recognition from her with only one goal in his mind.

That would be what she thought of him, if Rias didn't learn about him.

"…I… see…" With a heavy heart, but no doubt with a shred of relief, Rias complied. "Are you sure about this, Issei?"

He did a mock salute. "Yes ma'am. Double sure."

Rias managed a titter. "…You're too cute." Issei's heart went 'doki doki' at that comment. Being her slave seemed to be a promising future. "I promise you I won't treat you like a slave, Issei. I swear I will treasure you the way no Master has."

Issei smiled radiantly, already thinking of thoughts that would have fried his brain if he had taken the vow. He might be all well and jovial, but the dragon residing within his soul thought otherwise.

Death would never agree to this. It would hinder His plans, unless He planned for this from the start, so the boy could grow by combating other devils in that pointless game of powers of theirs, before eventually using what he had learned to fight the gods. Maybe that was His plans, and Balthazar hadn't realized it yet. But whatever it might be, Balthazar had no right to doubt Him. Death could easily revoke their pact should He wished anyway, so the Void Dragon simply watched.

"…Thank you again, Issei. You've no idea how much your help means to me."

"H-hey… don't worry about it." Issei smiled awkwardly, paling at the sight of Rias' quaint smile.

"I'll try." Rias promised. "I'll need Akeno's help to perform the ceremony. Wait for a bit, okay?"

"Yes ma'am."

As Rias left, now alone for a little while, Issei finally mulled about the consequences.

'…Am I doing the wrong thing here?'

{Wrong is an understatement.} Balthazar huffed. {But who am I to control how you wish to live your life. If Boss hasn't done anything yet, not even a warning, I'd say He doesn't particularly mind it as I had thought.}

Issei expected to hear a more definite answer. 'So you don't know either, Raz?'

{Nope.} The dragon replied plainly. {I know only what He wants me to know, boy. I'm not omniscient. I am only His intermediary to oversee your development, a mentor for you as you utilize His gift, while occasionally hands out tips as a side occupation. Since Boss hasn't said anything yet… I'd say He's cool with it.}

'…You know, for a God –the actual God I guess- He's pretty lenient with things.' Issei muttered in his mind, blankly staring the door where Rias had gone through. 'You even said He'll protect my family!'

{And that He would, in the non-figurative, non-roundabout way. He'll keep them safe, but don't you grow complacent on that and think He won't take it away.}

'O-of course I won't!' Issei replied, a bit offended. '…What do you think will happen next, Raz? Am I gonna be her manservant forever?'

{Forever?} Balthazar snorted. {Phah. Fat chance. You won't even last forever.}

'I mean 'figuratively'.'

{Still, no chance. You only have one Master and that's Boss- but I can't tell how long you'll be her employee. Maybe He'll break the contract after you're done playing hero, boy.}

'…Sorry.'

{Don't apologize to me. I'm not the one needing any.}

Inwardly, Issei dreaded his fate. He'd imagine groveling and begging for forgiveness from Death would be pretty difficult. More difficult than pleading his mother to not burn his entire collection – which he failed miserably.

{Just remember, boy. Every action has its own reaction. Consequences, good or bad. Don't you think merely because Death has yet to smack your hand, you're getting away scot-free. Which you still might.}

'What the heck? What am I supposed to feel now if I'm both scared and relieved? I shouldn't have asked should I.'

{Ignorance is bliss, isn't it? Once you know, you see problems everywhere. Your human nature deems you that once you see problems, you ought to fix them. Such as what you are doing this moment. You just can't mind your own damn business, but eh well.}

That was the truth. Only that if he knew he wouldn't be able to help, if he didn't have the power or skills to be of any help whatsoever, he'd left it alone and carried on living his boring life, maybe with a tinge of guilt every now and then constantly hammering his conscience.

His thought burst like a soap bubble as the door swung open. The Kuoh's famed Great Onee-sama's entered, but none of the devils followed by. This contract thing must be rather secretive, Issei thought.

Rias approached him with a serious look. "You are sure about this, Issei?"

"Yep." He had time to change his mind, but Issei simply didn't want to. He faltered before and Asia got kidnapped and Yumi dying. No turning back now. "100% sure."

Rias momentarily looked into his eyes, as if searching for his feelings; any anxiety, worry, a shred of fear, uncertainty; all of those unpleasant feelings. She found none.

"…I'll be honest with you; I wanted to have you, but I hate that I'm doing it this way."

"Wh-whoa." Wanted to 'be had' as in possession sounded more like a confession, and Issei couldn't lie; it did make his heart flutter, although he knew her actual meaning. "I-it's alright Senpai. I'll do my best."

Rias smiled. "I know you will."

"Damn right." Issei said. He thought that Rias was very pretty, and though seeing her distressed look triggered his desire to protect her and going so far as to possibly going against Death's plan, he preferred seeing her this way.

Actually, he'd liked if all his future girls could smile this way.

Currently serving as Rias' assistant as well as the current third wheel, Akeno tittered in the background as she readied the magic circle. Minutes later, a large enchanting crimson diagrams covered the floor of the Occult Research Club. The intertwining hieroglyphs glowed bright, dimming briefly, before brightening again as if it was pulsating.

"…Whoa." Issei gaped, "…Sometimes I forget I'm not dreaming."

Akeno giggled as she studied his look. "Well, you are alone in the same room with two of Kuoh's most beautiful ladies. It's not entirely farfetched to say this is a dream, Issei-kun."

Issei had to pinch his cheek to fully check. If he was dreaming, this would be one cruel joke.

Fortunately, he wasn't.

"Come now… Enough chit-chat. There's that nun of yours we need to save."

"R-right!" Goddamn. He nearly forgot why he came here in the first place. "So what do I do?"

"Nothing~" Akeno replied, ever-smiling. "Nothing but stand in that spot, and be a good boy."

Issei did as told, standing inside a circle-like sigil with the Gremory emblem beaming crimson. He felt like a puppy in the process. On the other side, Rias stood in front of him inside the same circle, crossing her hands.

"Fufu, this is exciting… this will be my first time doing this. But don't worry, I'll be gentle with you."

Issei gulped. His senior was as sensual and suggestive as he thought a succubus would be. Not that he'd mind.

"Akeno."

"Ara… a little tease and you're jealous already? That's so unlike you, Rias."

"Can we get on with it?" Rias blazed, not buying it as she didn't have the energy left after expending most of it trying to put the pieces inside him with no luck.

"As you say, Buchou~"

With that, Akeno toned down her act, as did her usual airy voice as she began a chant in words that Issei couldn't understand or translate into alphabet.

And the process commenced.

Mild crimson flooded the room, blazing out the window as the magic glyph pulsated with torrents of demonic power. He saw black and red light, almost like a mist, a rapidly moving mist, being absorbed from Rias' body. Then he saw blue and black drawn out from Akeno's as the mists seeped into the sigil, coursing through it like blood through veins, going through the entire intricate paths and funneling towards him.

Red and blue mixed into a beautiful indigo as they coalesced together on the circle he stood, and Issei could feel them infused within him. It was a strange feeling, not like a shot of vaccination, but more like… more like Tiamat's cool hugs when she used him as her body pillow, which was very delightful.

The Void Dragon observed, intrigued. He knew this contract existed but the last time he saw it done was shortly before the Great War. The devil vs. angels vs. fallen angel's version, not all gods against Death. That was more like the Great Deicide – the Murder of the Gods.

And the lights died down eventually as Akeno stopped chanting.

"Nothing went wrong, it seemed." She commented, smiling her usual smile, feeling proud for having aided the completion of an ancient pact. "Fufu, I've always wanted to try it out, but no one's ever as willing as you, Issei-kun. Maybe once you're done with Rias, you'll make one with me? I would like to know what it's like to have a cute kouhai who leers at me with un-innocent eyes as my servant."

"Yes ma'am. Gladly."

Rias rolled her eyes. These two would make a horrible combo, because it would be heavily one-sided towards Akeno. She'd lead him like she would a dog on her leash.

But Rias wasn't her.

She would treat Issei right. She swore on herself.

"…Wait, is that it?"

"Not yet," Rias said, watching the back of her hand, "there will be seal on my hand shortly after. You'll have to kiss it-"

"Delightedly."

His frankness never failed to make her cheeks stir red. "…Dummy."

'Holy shit, she called me 'dummy'.' Issei internally squeed.

{You've been called worse.}

'No dude, you don't get it.'

{Evidently.}

Get a cute girl calls you 'dummy', 'idiot', 'baka', with a cute embarrassed look. CHECK!

At last, another one of his ever-growing bucket lists was achieved.

"…Huh, maybe it takes some time." Rias muttered. "But once it occurs, ready to stand by my side, Issei, and pledge an oath that you will serve me before you kiss my hand. Don't worry, Akeno will guide you."

"R-right." More excited than nervous, Issei waited for the momentous moment.

Then the magic circle shone, surprising him as it floated off the floor into the air in a tranquil pace, gradually shrinking in size. Earlier it was the size of a king-sized bed, now down into a couch, dwindling until it was small enough to fit a palm.

"This is it; stand by my side, Issei."

He did as told. The floating sigil began to move.

"Get ready."

He got ready. The sigil approached Rias and him, splitting in two. One headed towards Rias, slinging itself around her neck, nicely decorating her skin like a tribal choker tattoo, glowing crimson in color. The roman numeral symbol of 'I' took the center of her neck.

"…H-huh…?" Perplexed, Rias grabbed her warm neck.

Which surprised the trio and excited Issei because if anything, that implied he was going to kiss Rias' neck, and he was completely down with it.

The other sigil rooted itself on the rough skin of the dorsal side of his hand. It seared into him, leaving a trace of burning cinder as it formed to a simpler tattoo. The symbol 'X' claimed the middle spot, while three 'I's rested on its left, center, and right, making the number '13'.

Completely black in color as opposed to what Rias' dark crimson.

"Sweet!" Issei chirped. He did want to get inked but couldn't because high schools don't let tattoos. Except for high schools famous for delinquents where they just fight each other on a daily basis. He had also hoped the tattoo would be more… 'wilder' to put it bluntly. With more flames or cool wingy-stuff.

{Ah, I see.} Balthazar's guttural chuckle could be hear resonating in his head. Issei wanted to ask, but his seniors took away his short attention span.

"A..Akeno, what is the meaning of this…?" Rias asked, trying to stay calm despite her voice was already shaking. She knew what it meant, she simply refused to believe it.

"Arara? That's odd." Akeno tilted her head innocently. "From the books, I read that the symbols would be more shape-based, like a heart or a skull, not roman numerals."

"That's not the problem here!" The Gremory fumed. "Why am I the servant?!"

"…Wut?" Did he hear that right? Issei checked again. Rias' current expression would suggest as much. And such, there was only one way to react. "…What?"

{Death is your master – figuratively speaking. You can't devote yourself to two masters. What you can do, however, is becoming someone's master. Like the one you have with Tiamat, albeit this one is more formal and constraining.}

'Wait, doesn't that mean-'

{You're her master, yes.}

His eyes broadened as if he just saw his first real pair of tits. "Holy mother of-"

"This… this isn't right…" Rias murmured, her sanity slipping. Her last few days were annoying but today was the worst. Everything seemed to be going against her. "Why… why is this happening to me?"

"This is beyond me as well, Rias." Akeno said, her lighthearted tone now carrying genuine concern. "And you know as well we've followed it to the letter, I can't tell where it had gone wrong."

"Erm… I really have no idea what happened." Issei said, lying a bit. He meant well, but this was beyond his expectations. "But I'm sorry…?"

Akeno interjected. "Save it for later, Issei-kun. Rias, what's done is done, you can always ask your brother. But you better kiss his hand before the seal disappears."

"B-but I- but I…"

"We'll deal with this later, Rias, right now if you don't fulfill the contract, it'll-"

"Hmmng-!" Suddenly clutching her neck, Rias cried in voice that Issei didn't think would hear outside of his questionable games.

"Wh-whoa." He watched her face flush scarlet, taking note of her choker-like was furiously glowing red. At the same time, his own 'IЖI' emblem had vanished from his hand. "Are you okay, Senpai?" IӜI

"Issei I—why am I— nnnnhh!" Rias quivered as she grabbed her chest, squeezing it tight as her knees buckled. She tumbled down the floor, breathing heavily with a deep shade of red marring her cheeks.

"Oh dear." Akeno bluntly put. "There goes the curse."

"S-senpai? Wh-wh-what kind of curse is this?"

"The curse is heavily influenced by one of the seven sins the master possesses. If it's glutton, it's starvation. If it's greed, the servant will feel hopelessness because of the lost of their ambition. As for you… well," Akeno giggled, "I think it's quite obvious. Lust, libido, and so on…"

"A-aren't you taking this too lightly Akeno-senpai?!" Issei panicked, "What do I do now? Is the contract thingy already done?"

"It appears that it has completed, yes." Akeno answered plainly while her friend writhe on the floor, hugging herself while leaking voices that, for a sadomasochist like her, was music to her ears. Witnessing the downfall of the confident heiress to nothing more than a cat on heat was… thrilling.

"But I haven't kissed her hand!"

"She hasn't kissed your hand." The smiling beauty corrected. "The contract if formed when the magic circle disappeared. Kissing the master's hand is a servant's first testament of their obedience… and since Rias failed to do so… that's considered as a betrayal. And all naughty servants deserve their unjust punishments."

"Akeno… you're enjoying this are you….?" Still on the ground, face glistened with hot sweat, Rias seethed. "Nnnngh! Nnnhh—ha… Why does it… why does it have to be lust…?" She wheezed, slurring her words in a way that was beyond sensual.

Issei swallowed his accumulating saliva. This was so wrong on many levels but alas, he was still a man, and like most straight men, sexual desire immediately engulfed his mind. The wise could control them easily like one could control anger, but Issei was neither wise nor he was impotent.

"I can't… I can't take this anymore."

'Well shit, same.' Naturally, Issei bent his body forward a little. The fact that he was wearing a pair of soccer shorts which were quite flexible did little in helping him to conceal his saluting Issei Jr.

If there was anyone who would take the slightest bit of amusement and unafraid to show it blatantly, it would be Akeno.

"My, my." She tittered, her fair fingers hiding her amused grin. "You are a healthy boy after all, Issei-kun… and considering the circumstances, I think it's a good thing."

"Wh-whatever do you mean, Senpai?"

"Don't try to fool me, Issei-kun. I thought you're honest to your desires?"

"Well yeah! But this is- this is something else!" Issei defended, backing away to sit on top of the couch's wooden rim. "I-I mean… this is great but…"

His eyes met Rias'. Blue-green eyes once exuding confidence but now thirsting for lust.

He swallowed again, exhaling loudly. "I mean… this is something I'd expect from my game, but not… here."

"Fufufu~ reality is stranger than fiction." Akeno hummed as she walked towards Rias, sitting on her knees beside her drunken King, and placed both her hands at Rias' shoulders. The Gremory quivered and moaned at the touch. "Ara… you're so hot right now, Rias. Well, in more than one ways, that is."

Despite her state, Rias managed to grit her teeth and deliver a crude glare through her hazy eyes. "Akeno…!"

"Hmm? It's not my fault. I've done nothing wrong…" Akeno then rested her chin on Rias' shoulder, her lips right by her ear. "But you did, Rias. Issei-kun is your master now, and you just disobeyed him because you refused to accept him as your master, and you; his servant. You being like this is very much your own fault."

"For Hell's sake, Akeno… You're enjoying this too much aren't you?"

"Fufu, I make do with what I am faced with."

This was getting steamier the more time he spent here. 'Holy shit, what do I do now?'

{Dunno. Not my business. I did warn you. I refuse to be present in this kind of scenario, so godspeed, boy. I'll be wandering the void for a while.}

'…Wait… Raz? RAZ?! Look, I'm sorry dude-'

{Oh no, no. Don't be.} The dragon came back, momentarily. {See here, lad. There will come a time where you have given too much shit, you ran out of it. So enjoy it while you still have some.}

'…Wha?'

"You'll need to make her submit to you, Issei-kun." Akeno said, answering his earlier dumbstruck question. "Buchou is a stubborn girl… it may take a tad while, but I'm sure you can do it."

"Wh-what do I have to do?" Issei stammered, "I-I mean I pretty much get the gist of it…I think… But I don't wanna do anything that'll make Senpai hate my guts!"

"Ara? My, my." Akeno's smile only grew ever wider. "See, Rias? Isn't he a considerate master? How can you hate him for doing something that he must do? He's holding himself back for you, slave, what kind of servant are you?"

If she was sane, Rias would've punished Akeno for using that word on her master, but she wasn't at the moment, and that word instead set flame on her body.

"I…Issei…" The tears flooding her eyes made it hard for her to maintain eye contact with her master, and it didn't help that every time she moved, she drenched a little bit more of her already soaked panties. "I'm sorry…"

"Goddamn it- this is so wrong. I know I'm a pervert but… Mutual consent is number one! I don't want my first to be with someone under an influence! But if I don't, then- actually what will happen to Rias-senpai if I don't do anything?"

"She'll stay this way until she dies. Which is why this is quite the scary contract if the master is a vile being… are you a vile man, Issei-kun?"

"Well, yes." In one way or another. "But fucking hell… Senpai, is there no other way?"

"Fortunately, no." Insanely exciting and fun this was, Akeno didn't want Rias to die either for the sake of amusement. "Don't you hear, Rias? Your master is practically tormenting himself because he respects you as a woman still, not as a slave. Is this what you wanted? To torment your master because of your selfish pride?"

Rias locked her legs, rubbing her thighs together underneath her skirt while her hands hung lifelessly on her sides, lacking of any energy. "Issei… this isn't your fault…"

'This is working just as well.' A bit slower, however, Akeno thought. Little by little, Rias was starting to accept her new reality, but her stubborn pride as the Gremory Heiress was quite the tough opponent to beat by words alone.

"I don't think you'll have to go that far… fortunately." The Queen said, "But if you can make her submit to you quicker through physical means, then… well, why don't you have a look for yourself Issei-kun?"

"But Senpai-"

"Would you just do it Issei!" Rias chided, and her mark flared red as her curse amplified. No servants should bark orders at their master. "H-Hiii- AHHH?! I-Issei please!"

"Okay okay!" Issei scurried to her, formally sitting in front of Rias cross-legged. He could practically feel her heat. "Goddamn it, man up you wimp for fuck's sake. Have some resolve you fucking idiot. Alright, okay. Physical means. Right."

"That's okay Issei-kun. Throw away your moral restraints, anything that's tying your hands. Throw your voice of reason to the dumpster and let yourself run wild."

"I'm sorry Senpai, but this… Honestly seeing you like this drives me insane."

"H-huh…?" Rias made a pathetic voice, but the heat in her worsened after that stupid comment that somehow made her happy. She blamed on the curse for that, however.

"I'm sorry it's me, but I'm gonna stop saying sorry Senpai. I'll say thank you for this instead. Holy shit- thank you very much-" Issei said, and those words would be his last words for the next couple of minutes as he dedicated all his focus and all he had learned together with Tiamat into pleasuring his scorching senior.

And Issei set himself loose. Enough of the depressive wimp afraid of moving forward on his own. Give way to the depraved degenerate side of him that had been screaming at him to ravage the crimson-haired with a body suppliant to be sinned. His daily perversion was but the tip of the iceberg of the desires he suppressed, this was the true perverse incarnate in his unrestrained glory, going for broke.

"HYAAHN!"

He went straight for the tits. Of course. As a devoted crusader of this self-proclaimed religion, going for any other places would be considered an act of apostasy.

He felt the obscene texture of her brassiere against the fabric of her cloth, the only real barrier preventing his fingers from sinking into her luscious flesh. Despite so, Rias squealed and squirmed wildly, shutting her eyes as her tears and drool dribbled off her face while her moans became louder and more destitute.

"I-Issei! Oh… Ah… haa…" Rias mewled, gasping as Issei pulled her from Akeno's support, practically yanking her into his chest. "I-Issei?! What are you-"

Akeno observed with a bit of surprise as Issei mercilessly tore apart Rias' blouse, which was just a small show of his developing strength. But his bruteness truly befitted his beastly reputation that all girls of Kuoh High had testified. Currently satisfied to be on sideline, she watched with full interest and with the slightest of bother as she watched her best friend being deviled right in front of her eyes; a sight disturbing for some, but highly erotic for some. Some people such as her.

Her black and red laced bra now out in the open, the top flesh of her breasts visible to everyone, Rias felt the embarrassment she had thought she would never feel as a devil. It was horrific, but she was more appalled at being turned on by the humiliation she suffered.

"N-no… this is not who I am—A-aaah?! AHH?! Hyaaahn-! N-nnooo!" Her budding self-confidence was shattered as Issei slinked his hands underneath her bras and grasped both her breasts.

He hated to compare others because he didn't want to see people as things, but Rias' pairs were far suppler than Tiamat's. Soft and naturally elastic. Her skin was like fire. Unlike Tiamat's pleasant coolness, Rias' was like a flaring inferno; so hot he thought his fingers would melt.

Trying to maintain the last remnants of her dignity, Rias forced herself to clamp down her lips to suppress her indecent voices, only to reopen them once she realized her ponytailed friend was leering at her breasts; her pert nipples covered only by Issei's fingers and her now loose bra.

"D-don't-! Turn your head away Akeno!"

"M-my? And miss this live lesson? Ufufu… that's called being wasteful, Bu-chou." Akeno was a little bit hot and bothered herself, eagerly smiling as she imagined the sensation on her own body. "And is it really the time to be bothered by me~? Aren't you supposed to devote yourself to your new master? Hmmn?"

"Wh…why you— Hiii-?! A-HAH?! HNNNGG-" As if by a sudden force, Rias threw her body against the boy as her juices began to dampen her skirt as well, cumming the moment Issei squeezed her nipples between his fingers.

This was it. This was what Tiamat dreadfully lacked during their 'study sessions'. The way she writhed and squirmed and wailed fueled his masculine ego that he was doing it right while also left him wanting for more than he could get.

This might had been enough, but like hell Issei would stop here. Call him depraved, but he wanted to see how far he could take this in this one in a million chance.

And so did Akeno. "G-go on Issei-kun." She muttered with lingering excitement while Rias lied lifelessly on his lap. Her legs had gone limp, sprawling like a doll without strings, "She hasn't fully submitted yet. Otherwise, her mark should be gone."

Issei nodded, his face serious and his erection fully serious. This moment would remain in his memory for the coming days, or until something else topped it off. Fat chance, though.

"Senpai-"

"No, call her by her name."

Issei gulped. Out of all things, he was most embarrassed by having to call her by her name. "R-Rias."

"…Wh… what…?" Rias managed. Breathless. Issei had taken his hands off her and now only one of her tits was covered while the other had its bra cup folded on top of it, exposing her stiff pink nipple.

"Do you accept me as your master? Because, well… I kinda have to continue until you do."

Her cheeks rosened and her body heated up, but the moment she saw his face, Riser invaded her mind.

Rias looked away. "I… don't know."

Well, they couldn't have that vague reply as an answer. Engineered by his 'daily research', and though he was fully aware porn was not real and women don't generally like rough treatment or super into it and they were simply acting, hence the name porn actresses, he couldn't give any shit, because Rias turned him on.

And really. When boys like him had their switch flipped, thinking about anything other than the girl's body became close to impossible.

Rias once again stiffened as Issei ran a hand over her belly, slipping beneath the last bit of her uniform, while the other hand returned on her open breast.

"You are insanely hot, Rias-senpai." He muttered, his voice slightly louder than a whisper as he delicately traced her curves with a hand, the other kneading her slowly. "You're an amazing girl. You've no idea how lucky I feel to be here; to have you. I swear I'll still do my best for you-" Issei nipped the skin of her shoulder, causing her to shiver. "-and I swear I will protect you and never do what you don't want me do to you. I'm not gonna let anyone do anything funny to you and I'll take responsibility- but just for this one time, please excuse me."

Perhaps it was the effect of the curse, but her heart beat faster than earlier. The proud Ruin Princess within her slowly backed down, as if melting under his words, and the prospect of being his servant didn't sound so appalling once she considered his words as a promise.

"…Master…"

But her heartbeat only worsened as Issei somehow lifted her up, turned her around, and sat her back down on his lap, only now she was facing him and her breasts were level with his face.

She jittered furiously as Issei took a gentle nip of her nipple, biting just gently but enough to make her gasp and come for the second time. His hot tongue savagely toyed with it as Rias barely recovered, her eyesight turning hazier with every teasing flick and her body weaker that she had to clutch his head for support.

His virile and vulgar scent assaulted her mind and suddenly Rias could no longer control herself or her voice. Her coarse and sultry moans practically flooded the Occult Research Club as Issei suckled her breasts, paying each nipples the same treatment because he remined true to his code; no boobies left behind.

Rias climaxed three more times in the next five minutes, repeatedly screaming 'Master!' or 'Issei-sama!' generously between her moans while running her fingers through his hair, grasping his brown locks; which was, to his pleasant surprise, quite sensual. New kink was discovered that dusk.

Whatever sanity she had stubbornly clung to had been completely liquified. Gone. No longer was she the proud Heiress of the Gremory Clan. She was nothing more than a girl thoroughly satisfied through foreplay; something a female devil would be ashamed of.

Since Issei had stopped propping her up, she had no more strength in her as she used Issei's surprisingly hard shoulder to rest her head, panting hot breathless breaths.

Issei was panting as well, only not as hard or ragged. His junior member was starting to feel painful, but he couldn't, even for the sake of calming her down, go all out. He didn't want to hurt her and he still truly hoped that he could have sex with a girl who loved him without the need of this insane magical aphrodisiac.

He did, however, gone as far as he thought he could, and that was to have a nipple between his mouth, and it was glorious, and there shall be no regrets in the future.

"Haa… nnh… Issei… Issei… sama…"

He thought he had gotten used to being called master, but being called '-sama' one with this kind of voice instead of with annoyance by a dragon had a far different influence on him. This one swelled his pride as a guy, and he felt like he had conquered a new land. It was fulfilling, to put it mildly.

But why 'sama'?

Little did he know, Rias was quite fond with romance manga.

Then without warning, her head lolled into the crook of his neck.

"…Rias? Rias-senpai?" Panicked, Issei tried to see from the corner of his eyes while trying to strip away his shirt to feel the sensation of her naked breasts pressing against his chest. "Senpai?!"

"Ufufu~ she's asleep. Don't worry Issei-kun." Akeno then said, and Issei just realized he wasn't alone with Rias the entire time. "But… my, my. That was indeed something else. I never thought you would be so… fiercely passionate."

Issei couldn't understand that because of his current mindset so he took it as a compliment. "Th-thanks… b-but is it over now?"

"Mhmm. No more marks." Akeno tittered, getting up from the floorboard, stumbling a little and concealing it with her ordinary giggles. "Ooh! Oh my… fufufu."

"Can you please carry her to the couch, Issei-kun? You've proven to be… quite strong." Straightening her skirt, Akeno walked towards the dresser on the far side of the room. "I'll fetch her uniforms and others… Knowing her, she'll want a shower first before we go on our crow hunt." She tittered, before whispering under her breath as she scavenged the dresser for underwear. "…I may require a change of panties myself."

She didn't expect Issei to catch that, but he did, and it bothered him so because he wasn't exactly 'satisfied', moreover since he had to carry Rias, the warmth of her body and its softness were rather infuriating at this moment of time, not to mention her fully exposed mounds with slick wet nipples.

But Issei laid her down on the sofa, moving her black and red laced bra to cover both of her naturally slouching breasts, and doing his damned hardest to think about the viable consequences to murder his boner.

First. Rias was a devil of with a noble birth. That much he knew. He also knew her parents were nobles themselves. His parents, on the other hand, was run of the mill white-collar worker while his mother did some occasional cooking at restaurant for a bit of extra income she would then spend on Korean dramas. Which meant him being her master would be seen as ugly from her parents as well as most of her devil peers should they know. That would be something he should deal with; degrading Rias was never his intention.

Second. Holy shit he sucked Rias Gremory's nipples.

Third. Holy shit his friends were going to be deathly jealous.

Fourth. He should never let anyone in his school learn of this, no matter how hard he wanted to boast his stature as the 'One Who Sucked Rias Nipples'. He was fully aware of his floored reputation and its potential of bringing down Rias' 'honor student like' stature.

Fifth. Nipples were like hard bubblegum that was still soft and tasted lewd and salty, and he could feel the hole where the milk was supposed to come out, and it was magnificent.

Sixth. Were those Yumi and Koneko's head popping in from the door, staring at him with their jaw slacked open and their eyes full of shock? Since when had they been peeking there?

Lastly, how the fuck was he going to show his face to Rias or try to explain why their supposed roles got reversed?


Break


In a place far, far away from Kuoh, specifically at the northern hemisphere of the globe, more specifically at Finland, the Land of Lakes, a country where saunas were considered sacramental and could not bear to live without, and perhaps the only country to have half as many saunas as their total population.

At a public facility currently occupied by one Life-turned-human and the Greek goddess now stuck at the role of being her tour guide, which had brought her many joy and away from her dreaded siblings so she really couldn't complain, one particular Death remained outside by the entrance, forbidding any access by simply making the entire sauna inexistent to humans. It was still there; they just didn't know it ever existed.

Besides, most were busy spending their time locked in their houses, particularly in their own saunas they had in their house, and most Finns believed in either Jesus or Muhammad so there were almost no gods to bug Him.

Still though, Death remained vigilant, watching the warm gaze of the sun falling ever so slowly in the horizon.

Until He felt a mild tingle, and had to 'checkup' on His Chosen. He had placed a simple spell on the boy that nobody could replicate as it was His own, serving to alert Him whenever some fools thought it'd be smart to steal His Chosen away, which would rebound whatever spell they used regardless of its origin.

Then a chuckle. Mild and almost warm. A stark contrast to the generally cold country.

"Well well… What have we here?" Death sniggered as He saw through Issei's eyes. Before him laid the devil that had little role in His current plan, mewling like a cat on heat.

The King had become the servant of the fool. His Fool's first servant, no less. The Fool's King.

That would be tough to beat.

And harder to utilize in His scheme, since gods wanted nothing to do with the three major factions. Too insecure because of the dwindling human faith in them, most likely.

Deciding there were no souls needing to be reaped over that tiny incident, Death moved on, paying little heed to whatever games Issei had hustled himself into. Obviously He would not allow Issei to get tangled in the giant disaster that was the devils' political systems and their constant greed for power, especially unordinary powers such as His Chosen's, but Death was flexible with how His Chosen wanted to develop himself.

Still quite a while before one of those godless morons send their first waves of Chosens, and being and training with the devils might just give him that needed experience so he could spar against Tiamat instead, as he should be able to if he wanted to stand a chance against the other Chosens.

Because in the end, only the end mattered. As long as He could get those gods' heads impaled on a stake without His whiny sister nagging on Him, Death cared little.

"Brooother!" Speak of the devil. His sister's voice exploded through the small window, probably taking a break from the steaming torture room. "Are you sure you don't want to join?!"

"Nah I'm good."

"Are you sure? It's healthy for your skin!"

"I don't have any."

"Well make one!" Lenora insisted, fuming just as much as the sauna. "Enjoy some living will you! You're like that guard with those silly hats at the Queen's palace, like they just stand there and being menacing-like."

"I am enjoying it. If I'm not, I'd just die." Or became a Queen's Guard.

"Well sheesh! Suit yourself you gloomy head- oh wow, my skin are so smooth. Lookie here, Hephy! Feel it, feel it!"

Death never imagined things, but those high-pitched girly squeals weren't his sister's alone. It seemed borrowing the Greek goddess was quite helpful. Death see little need of friends since they hardly last as long as Him, but Life certainly could use some companionship.

And as long as His sister was all happy and giddy, nothing else mattered.


To be continued


Originally I was going to put this on chapter 9, but it got a bit too wordy and, quite obviously, fanservice-y ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Though I didn't go too much on the description since this is pretty one-sided and I wanted to show Issei still have some restraint. The next ones tho.

Was considering putting this as chapter 9.5, but then chapter 9 would've spoiled the surprise, and writing it without mentioning Rias being Issei's servant would be pretty hard and absolutely a pain in the ass, so here it is folks

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